Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

"dong dong dong"

A figure that looked very familiar to Xia Shu rushed over quickly.

A long dress that is not suitable for her age, a pale face, and a fluffy wig that is not suitable for her age.

White old woman!

Compared to the old white woman he met in the [Cursed House], the one in front of him was obviously different. She had an absolute advantage in momentum, like a train crashing head-on, leaving Xia Shu no room to block or resist.

"Snapped!"

The body was like a soap bubble, which was popped again.

……

Because Master Dayun screamed and shouted several times outside, the surrounding residents tried to shout him out but to no avail and had no choice but to call the police.

It seemed like there was a dark cloud pressing down on my head, making it hard to breathe.

Someone suddenly said, "Let's move. This place is definitely uninhabitable."

"Master Dayun is the most powerful wizard around. I heard that he will soon achieve enlightenment. Even he can't deal with us. If we continue to stay here, who knows if we will..."

But some people hesitated: "I just rented a house."

The contract does contain a clause that requires a refund for "concealing a haunted house, etc.", but it does not include the condition that the neighbor's house is a haunted house. No matter how violently the death next door was, it is not covered by the contract. He dies his death and you live in yours.

What is more terrible than death is having no money.

Not many people actually left. Everyone wanted to wait and see how the situation developed, or at least see what the Metropolitan Police Department would do, just in case.

Kayako, who had been standing outside waiting, suddenly frowned.

The aura in the haunted house was very familiar to her, but she had always been very obedient and would not go near Xia Shu unless he allowed her to.

Kayako's increasingly sharp "sixth sense" allows her to always vaguely catch Natsuki's traces. It is difficult to tell what that feeling is. It is as if she has "cursed" him, so she can locate him no matter how far away he is.

"Miss Operator?"

"Miss Operator, what should we do now?"

The young people looked at the lady in the dress. She had been standing there silently with a smile on her face, as if she was sure of winning.

Even when Master Dayun rushed in and even offered the amulet in a provocative manner, he didn't say anything.

Sure enough, Master Dayun screamed immediately after entering, which further proved that she had real skills.

But the delay in action made them a little anxious.

Police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department? Aren't they responsible for bowing?

Finally, I saw another expression on the operator's face, although it was just a frown.

"Could it be that the situation inside has become so dangerous?"

Kayako remained silent throughout the entire time. After confirming that Natsuki had really "disappeared", she instinctively felt that something big must have happened, and quickly rushed into the Isobe residence.

"Hey!" Someone saw Kayako running in and tried to stop her.

But when people actually saw Kayako running into the haunted house, they stopped watching.

It's okay to stop them outside the door, but forget about going in to save them.

After waiting for a few minutes, no screams were heard.

After a while, still nothing.

"That girl, will she just..." A man touched his neck and lowered his voice as loudly as possible to ensure that everyone could hear his guess.

Young people are equally worried.

They had only heard about it on the Internet, and at first they had absolute trust and expectations in it, but what happened today was a little too bizarre, and the absolute trust in their hearts was already shaky.

At the same time, Kayako had already rushed into the haunted house.

"Please wait a moment," the housewife said to Kayako with a smile.

Kayako rushed over regardless, and the housewife instantly exploded like a soap bubble, just like the old woman in white who knocked Xia Shu away.

A wisp of inconspicuous black mist penetrated into Kayako's body.

The gloomy atmosphere is becoming more and more obvious.

Chapter 256 What is our doctrine?

Chapter 255 Black Building

"Basketball players really know how to make people explode."

The feeling of having your health bar emptied instantly is not pleasant.

In this world, there is a little Sadako who makes Xia Shu unable to cope with, and now there is also an old lady in white.

Unlike being crushed to pieces, the rampage of the curse aura makes one's soul and body churn and one's thinking becomes dull.

When his body condensed again and his vision returned to normal, the old woman in white holding the basketball was still looking at him quietly.

The weak Pen Fairy or Hanako cannot resist the power from the curse. The air is like poured concrete, firmly fixing Natsuki in place.

The moment his eyes met with the white old lady's, Natsuki inexplicably thought of the pachinko enthusiasts who were using the cement blocks reclaimed from Tokyo Bay.

Unlike Kayako, the White Old Lady seems to have no obvious rationality and only represents a simple curse.

Coming, getting closer.

At the most critical moment, I couldn't even swear.

All he could do was watch the old woman in white approach... closer and closer!

"Pattern"

The short legs are running, and it sounds like the steps are very frequent.

"Pattern"

Kayako's figure appeared in Natsuki's mind. Probably only she would appear at this time.

"Pattern"

coming.

Just when the old lady in white was about to bump into him, a figure that looked very short in Xia Shu's eyes rushed over.

The gloomy atmosphere surrounding Kayako condensed, and Natsuki vaguely saw the former female ghost king, with her aura fully open and unparalleled in the audience.

The Grudge is Kayako, and also the White Old Lady.

Kayako can represent the Grudge, but the White Old Lady cannot represent the Grudge.

Both are small in size, but they are like Mars hitting the Earth.

"Oh!"

……

"Oh!"

The door of the police car slammed shut as the old policeman swung his hand.

He touched his pocket, smacked his lips as he looked at the crowd surrounding him, but he resisted the urge to take out a cigarette.

If I had known that the work I just received was another civil dispute, although the person on the phone kept talking about "someone's dead" and "haunted", aren't those elderly people like this? They attribute everything that can be explained and cannot be explained to superstition, and then think that they can solve everything by just praying.

It's troublesome and full of complaints, so really no one wants to come.

One gaze after another was cast over.

The old policeman cleared his throat helplessly: "Don't worry, everyone! You can tell me if you have anything."

In his opinion, there is no such thing as encountering evil spirits and killing people. His job is done after calming the crowd down and letting them disperse.

Everyone came forward and talked about how the incident unfolded.

"Someone has died..."

"Master Dayun..."

"A girl in a white dress ran in..."

“Screaming…”

"Will you refund the rent after moving out?"

"Just watching the fun..."

The old policeman pointed at the man holding the soy sauce bottle and said, "You! Get out of here right now. What are you doing here just to watch the fun?"

"Yes, yes!" The man nodded repeatedly and left with the soy sauce bottle.

The noisy and chaotic sound made the old policeman feel overwhelmed. He raised his hands and shouted, "Stop! Be quiet!"

After looking around, I found that the age distribution of this group of people was really strange. Usually, only the elderly would participate in such idle activities, but I didn't expect that everyone who could move and run, from students and young people to old ladies and men, came.

And everyone's expression was very serious.

The old policeman pointed at a middle-aged man and said, "Sir, go ahead and talk."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man should be an office worker living nearby and a leader. He spoke logically and clearly, unlike those old men who started screaming in the middle of speaking, spoke incoherently, and mixed too much emotion.

From an objective point of view, not much happened today and it can be explained in a few words. It’s just that everyone tried to add their own ideas to it, which made the content lengthy and tiring to listen to.

Especially when mentioning the house in front of him that exuded an ominous atmosphere, the old policeman raised his eyelids.

Of course he had heard about the tragic case of an entire family being murdered, but he was not the one who took charge of the case. He only knew that the person who did it was the son of the family, who was studying for exams, but then suddenly went berserk and killed the entire family, and then hanged himself.

The status of the follow-up investigation into the case is also unclear, as his authority is not sufficient to know that. His main job is still to mediate neighborhood relations.

"I understand what you said," the old policeman said soothingly, "You said everyone who went in died?"

"Yes, Master Dayun is so powerful!"

"There's no news from the field operator lady!"

The elders and the younger people each had their own opinions, and according to what they said, each of them went in with a "master" they knew.

"What about the charges?" The old policeman rubbed his fingers uncomfortably. The urge to smoke came back, but when he glanced at the old lady who was coughing non-stop, he held back.